Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Whatcha got in there?

Today, while poking my boob, Miles asked me what I had in there. Which reminded me of this gem that my graphic designer pal, Peggy, put together for me.

This, by the way, is the only time I'll forgive someone who knows me well for misspelling my name.

It also reminds me of this book that Matt Hein gave me, although he didn't tell me it was from him. Thanks, Peggy, for fronting Matt out.

How did the HR police not fire us all for this?